December Ninth; Looking Through The Fence and Back Again

Molly was out of the yard last night. When I opened the door to call them inside, only Bella was waiting. When I called her, Molly came running from around the house. Now I have to find out where her escape point was before I can allow them back outside on their own. I can’t have them escaping, much less escaping at night. A black dog running around in the dark is not safe for anyone. Molly isn’t mean, she’s a big, lovable, goof that has fears and insecurities. Why she would run without Bella, because she never does, has me wondering what happened and if Bella set Molly up.

I believe that to all of us, human and animal, the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. It appears that there are less limitations and grander adventures. We know what is inside the fence, so the unknown calls to us, offering a different excitement and fun. We can allow ourselves to become bored in the world we know and seek new, different, supposedly better.

In the Bible there is the parable of the prodigal son, Luke 15:11-32, where the one son demands his inheritance and heads out into life. For a while, as long as the money lasted, life was grand. Then the money ran out and the newness wore off and he realized his mistake.

A lot of us, do this. We believe that there is something out there that is better than what is here. To be fair, this is not always bad. If we are free to travel, to seek, to strive for different and better, that is all well and good. If however, you are not of age, if you are in a relationship, if you have responsibilities, to abandon that for those believed greener pastures is not. Life is a series of checks and balances, rules and responsibilities. Immaturity must give way to maturity. An understanding that what we want, must often take second place to need.

As humans with human faults, we often struggle when we see that other side. When we see those who have more, different, better than we possess. Our envy and desires drive us to seek it out for ourselves in what ever manner possible. Some may go deep into financial debt. Some may cross the line into illegal endeavors. Some may bury those feelings of envy through chemical means. The list goes on, including various forms of abuse and cheating. Because of the thought that the grass is greener, what is over there, is better.

Then, we discover, it isn’t.

When our eyes are opened, as the Prodigal son’s were, and we see how life was better where we were, then changes can take place. Then, when understanding dawns, can we stand up and begin the journey toward healing.

We find that we must face repairing what we have damaged. The challenges and struggles may be difficult and very real, but must be faced. It is not anything that will go away if ignored. The good thing, is if there are those who see your comprehension of what you have done and where you are, and will stand by you. They forgive any wrongs, and assist you in your journey to overcoming bad choices and actions. Even if it means time in rehabilitation centers, even if it means prison time, even if it means a relationship may not be salvageable. The more difficult may be facing those results on your own. But it is something that must be done if we are to fully heal.

In the parable of the Prodigal son, his father saw him coming and welcomed him home with a feast. His son who had been missing, had returned. How much better it is, when we as sinners find our way home to the Father. As the Prodigal son’s father held a banquet, the angels in Heaven celebrate with every life turned to Christ;

Forty years ago, I made a bad decision, one I paid for. I ended up hundreds of miles from home. I was in a situation that was dangerous on many levels. It took the danger escalating to a very serious level where I was rock solid bottom for me to come to the understanding. I had two choices, remain and suffer, or seek the forgiveness and help of family. They were quick to forgive and as quick to help. Healing took time, but not the forgiveness, not the acceptance, not the joy of having me home.

This day, if I could offer a gift, I would seek to give an understanding of forgiveness, an understanding that no, the grass isn’t always greener, but that upon the understanding and repentance, there is forgiveness. Not only that, there is joy and celebration.

Life is a journey. It is up to us to be discerning enough to see where the true importance rests.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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4 Responses to December Ninth; Looking Through The Fence and Back Again

  1. John says:

    I’m glad that you came home safe from your journey, Rebecca, and that your family welcomed you home so wonderfully. Just like in the Bible. It’s odd how suddenly your dogs have become escape artists, I hope you find the escape route and cut it off soon. ❤️

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